I think it'd be nice if music reviewers were designated with material they either enjoyed or were at least curious about and didn't despise. With increasing frequency it seems, I'm reading album and concert reviews from critics whom obviously despise the band and/or genre they're working with, and the final result comes across like a Fox News segment on President Obama. Once in a while, the authors despise the music or concert experience so much, it makes for a somewhat humorous review. However, even a blind person can see the critic's biases, that he or she likely had a migraine from the first to final track of the album or concert, and it'd probably be in everyone's best interests (including the bands themselves) if they didn't have to write the review in the first place. That's all. This is probably the shortest blog I've ever written, yet I still felt the need to write it for whatever reason. Go me!
I love music and enjoy hitting the bar(s) over the weekend, so naturally, when the mood strikes me, I've never been coy about playing some songs on the jukebox. This past Thursday, a friend of mine turned 50, so several friends of her's, including myself, all met up to celebrate the occasion. At around 9:30, a friend of mine and I both chipped in $5 to play some songs on the jukebox. Four hours and 231 skips later, we gave up on hearing the songs we had selected, and went home knowing we had just wasted $5. This wasn't the first time such a thing had happened to me (and many others), and due to that, I'll be boycotting jukeboxes. Why? The scam known as TouchTunes. You see, here's how the plot typically breaks down. A person (or group of people) downloads the TouchTunes app on his/her phone, consumes one too many adult beverages, and due to this, has less care for spending extra money to hear the songs of their choosing right NOW. That's the thing with TouchTun
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